Remembering to look down every once in a while.
Walking Away
Scarlet on grey:
Trampled
By a thousand leather soles-
Discarded roses.
Read more poetry over at the Poetry Thursday Traveling Poetry Show, hosted this week by Tracie of The Red Door Studio.
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every time I read this I make something new out of it,
excellent poetry
trample discarded roses, what could be they…
thousand leather shoes, who could be they
What a picture painted for so short a verse! Thanks!
Poignant, provocative and perfect! Love the color contrast and the words that take on new meaning with each reading.
The simplicity is just right
Very vivid imagery. The first line is my favorite because you pack so much into three words. I still have not figured out how to do more with less in my work.